The Sprawl

Governments are obsolete, be they corrupt democracies, oppressive dictatorships, or the rule of feudalism.
There is only one true way: to live, to spread, and to grow.
Anarcho Capitalism... or so they say.
The Corporatocracy of Humanity, Zetta-corpirations governs all from their seat on the board of Terra.
No one singular person knows how far humanity has spread through the stars.
Countless worlds, across countless systems, hold countless people... "The Sprawl" they call it.
What is a singular man in the face of such incomprehensible proportions?
Across those countless stars, some have become Ecumenopoli, planet-spanning cities, both above and below ground, home to several trillion people each.
On said Ecumenopoli lay the famous Arcologies, massive, autonomous, self-sustaining skyscrapers, once thought of as an ideal standard to strive towards in simpler times, now corrupted by the greed of those on top and the villainy of the ones below.
Being born into indentured servitude is the norm; few are the ones who can buy their contract and become free... and they sure as hell didn't do so legally.
Murder, smuggling, blackmail, corporate espionage, and drug trade are all part of the scenery.
Eat or be eaten-the law of the jungle taken to ludicrous proportions.
But not all is doom and gloom, for there is this strange beauty to a world of chrome and neon.
The buzzing of a society in constant motion, an ever-present trickling rain and the soothing dark that never leaves-some might call it hell, others a paradise.
On one of these worlds, on an Archology built by the Giga-corporation of "Habi-tech" a group of dirty deeds doers try and survive as they work towards freeing themselves from indentured servitude and become "Lancers", independent contractors beholden to none but the highest bidder... or so they say.
After all... no one's poor when everyone's in debt, right?